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CHAPTER I.
The Boy at the- Barony.
The Qulntards had not prospered
km tho barren lands of the plno woods
whither thoy had emigrated to es
cape the malaria of tho low coast, but
els no longer mattered, for tho last
htn name and race, old General
iQulntard, waa'dead In the great house
tola father had built almost a century
jbefore and the thin acres of the
Barony, where he had made his last
Stand against age and povorty, were
jto claim him, now that he had given
top the struggle In their midst
' Though ho had lived continuously
At the Harony for almost a quarter of
la century, thoro was nono among his
olghbors who could say be had
ooked on that thin, aqulllno face In
1 that tlmo. Yot they had known
uch of him, for tho gossip of the
Slaves, who had been his only friends
a thoso years ho had chosen to deny
imself to other friends, had gone far
land wldo ovor the county.
That notablo man of business, Jona
than Crenshaw, was closeted In the
library with a stranger to whom
rumor fixed tho namo of Bladen, sup
posing him to bo the legal repre
sentative of certain remote connec
itlonB of the old genoral's.
Crenshaw sat before tho flat-topped
mahogany desk with several account
books boforu him. Bladen stood by
the window.
"I suppose you will buy In the prop
erty when It comos up for salo?" tho
latter was saying.
, Cronshnw noddod.
1 "Ho lived entirely nlono, saw no
)one, 1 understand?" said Dlndcn.
I "Alone with his two or three old
Slaves yes, sir. Ho wouldn't oven
ee mo."
Thoro was a brief pauso, then Crcn-
Ishaw spoko again. "I rockon, sir, it
prou know anything about the old gen
tleman's private affalrB you don't feel
no call to speak on that point?" bo
observed.
"All I know is this: Qenoral Quln-
Itnrd was a conspicuous man In these
parts fifty years ago; he married a
Beaufort"
"So ho did," said Crenshaw, "and
thero wub one child, a daughter; sho
married a South Carolinian by tho
namo of Turbervllle. Great folks,
thoso Turborvlllos, rolling rich."
"And what becomo of the daughter
who married TurbervlUo?"
"Died years ago," said Crenshaw.
They wore Interrupted by a knock
iat tho door.
"Como In," said Crenshaw. The
door opened and a small boy entered
tho room dragging nftor him a long
rifle. Suddonly ovorcomo by a shy
xiobh, ho paused on tho threshold to
ntaro with round, wondering eyes ut
tho two men. "Well, sonny, what do
you want?" nskod Mr. Crenshaw In
dulgently. "IMcaso, sir, I want this hero old
Hpo'tln' ride," said the child.
"I reckon you may keep it at least
l'vo no objoctlon." Crenshaw glanced
at Bladen.
"Oh, by all means," said the latter.
Spasms of delight shook the small
figure. With a murmur that was meant
for thanks he backed from the room,
closing the door. Bladen glanced In
qulriugly at Crenshaw.
"You want to know about blm, sir?
Well, that's Hannibal Wayno Hazard.
But who Hannibal Wayno Hazard Is
Just wait a mlnuto, air" and quit
ting bis chair Mr. Crenshaw hurried
from tho room to return almost Im
mediately with a tall countryman.
"Mr. Bladen, this Is Bob Yancy. Bob,
the gentleman wants to hear about
tho woman and the child; that's your
V
Btory."
"Howdy, sir," said Mr. Yancy. Ho
appeared to modltato on tho mental
loffort that was required of him.
"It wna four years ago como next
Christmas," said Crenshaw.
"Old Christmas," corrected Mr.
1 Yancy. "Tho evening befo', It was,
mid I'd gono to Fayettovlllo to get my
Christmas tlxln's. Just at aundown 1
hooked up that blind mule of mine to
(the cart and started fo' homo. A mllo
out of town 1 heard some ono slosh
ling through tho rain aftor me. l
jpullod up and waited, and then I mado
out It was a woman. She spoko when
tuho was alongside tho cart and says,
'Can you drive mo on to tho Barony?'
When I got' down to help her into the
cart I saw she wnB toting a child In
iher arms. Well, sir, Eho hardly spoke
until we camo to tho rod gato, when
ho saya, 'Stop, If you please; I'll
walk tho rest of tho way.' The Inst
1 seon of her she was hurrying
through the rain toting tho child tu
Jier arms."
Mr. Crenshaw took up tho narrative.
"When morning como sho was
gone, but the child dono stayed bo
Jilnd. I've hoard Aunt Alsidla tell as
how tho old general aald that morn
ing, polo and shaking like, 'You'll 11 nd
a boy asleep In the red room; he's to
bo fed and cared fo', but keep blm
ut of .my sight. His name li Hanni
KBy
Corir. tfri,
bal Wayne Hazard.' That is all the
general ever said on the matter."
The old gonernl was borno across
what had onco been tho west lawn to
his resting-place In the neglected acre
where the dead and gono of his raco
lay, and tho record of the family was
complete, as far as any man knew.
Then Cronsbaw, assisted by Bob
Yancy, proceeded to secure the great
house against Intrusion.
They passed from room to room se
curing doors and windows, and at
lost stoppod out upon the back porch.
"Hullo!" said Yancy, pointing.
There on a bench by tho kitchen
door was Hannibal Wayne Hazard
asleep, with nls old spo'tln' rifle
across his knees.
"Well, I declare to goodnoss!" said
Crenshaw.
"I reckon you'd rather drop a word
with yo' missus before you toted him
home?" suggested Yanoy, who knew
something of tho naturo of his frlond's
domestic thraldom.
"A woman ought to be boss In her
own house," said Cronsbaw. v
"Feolln' tho truth of that, I've never
mariiod, Mr. John. But I was going
to say, what's to hinder mo from
toting that boy to my home?"
"If you'll take tho boy, Bob, you
shan't lose by It."
Yancy rested a big knotted hand
on the boy's shoulder. '
"Como, wake up, sonny!" The child
roused with a start and stared Into
tho Btrange boarded faco that was
bent toward him. "It's yo' Uncle
Bob," continued Ynncy In a wheedling
tono. "Hero, give us tho spo'tln' rltle
to toto!"
Yancy bnlanccd the rlllo on his
groat palm and bis eyes assumed a
speculative cast.
"I wonder what's to hinder us from
Yancy,
loading this old gun, and firing this
old gun, and hearing this old gun
go bang! Eh?"
Tho child's bluo eyes grow wide.
"Plcaso, Uncle Bob, make It go
bang!"
"You como along, then," and Mr.
Yancy moved off in tho direction of
bis mulo, tho child following.
Thoroaftor beguiling spooch ilowod
stcndlly from Mr. Yancy'a bearded
lips, In tho midst of which rotations
woro established between the mule
and cart, and the boy quitted the
Darony for a now world.
Tho afternoon sun waned as they
went deeper and deeper Into tho pine
woods, but at last thoy camo to their
Journey's end, a widely scattered set
tlement on a hill above a branch.
"This," said Mr. Yancy, "aro
Scratch Hill, sonny. Why Scratch
Hill? Some say It's the fleas; others
ngln hold it's the eternal bother of
unking a living here, but whether
(leas or living you scratch fo' both."
CHAPTER II.
Captain Murrell Asks Questions.
In the deep peace that rested like
a benediction on the plno-clad slopes
' 'ifmyUif
"This," 8ld
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UGHAI1 KC5TER.
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of Scratch Hill the boy Hannibal fol
lowed at Yancy'a heels as that gen
tleman pursued the not arduous
rounds of temperate Industry which
mado up his dally life, for If Yancy
were not completely Idle he was re
sponsible for a counterfeit present
ment of Idleness having most of the
merits of the real article.
The Barony bad been offered for
sale and bought In by Crenshaw for
eleven thousand dollars, this being
the amount of his claim. Some six
months later he sold the plantation
for fifteen thousand dollars to Na
thaniel Ferris, of Currituck county.
'There's money In tho old place,
Bob, at that figure," Cronsbaw told
Yanoy.
"Bladen's got an answer from them
South Carolina Qulntards, and they
don't know nothing about the boy,"
added Crenshaw. "So you can rest
easy, Bob; they ain't going to want
him."
"Well, sir, that suroly Is a passel of
comfort to me. I And I got all the
Instincts of a father without having
had none of the Instincts of a hus
band." A richer, deepor realization of hla
Joy came to Yancy when he had
turned his back on Balaam's Cross
Roads and set out for home through
tho fragrant silence of the pine woods.
Just beyond the Barony, which was
midway between Balaam's and the
Hill, down the long stretch of sandy
road bo saw two mounted figures,
then as they drew nearer he caught
the flutter of skirts and recognized
ono of tho horsewomen. It was Mrs.
Ferris, wife of tho Barony's new own
er. She reined in her horse abreast
of hlB cart.
"Aren't you Mr. Yancy?" she asked.
"I am Mrs. Ferris, and I am very
Scratch Hill."
pleased to mako your acquaintance."
'Tho same here," murmured. Yancy
with winning civility.
Mrs. Ferris' companion leaned for
ward, her faco averted, and stroked
her horse's nock with gloved hand.
"This Is my friend, Miss Betty Mal
roy." "Glad to know you, ma'am," said
Yancy.
Miss Malroy faced him, smiling.
She was qulto radiant with youth nnd
beautj;.
"Wo' aro just returning from Scratch
Hill," said Mrs. Ferris.
"And tho dear Uttlo boy we met Is
your nophow, is he not, Mr. Yancy?"
It was Betty Malroy who spoke.
"In a manner bo Is and In a man
ner he ain't," explalnod Yancy, some
what enigmatically.
"Do you know tho old deserted cab
In by the big pine? the Blount
place?" asked Mrs. Ferris.
"Yes, ma'am, I know It."
"I am going to have Sunday school
there for the children; thoy shan't
be neglected any longer If I can help
It Now won't you let your little
nephew come?"
"I reckon you-all can count on my
J newy," Bob said.
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Hannibal and Yancy were the first
to arrive at the deserted cabin in the
old field Sunday afternoon. Shy chil
dren from the pine woods, big broth
ers with little sisters and big sisters
with little brothers, drifted out of the
encircling forest.
Mrs. Ferris' missionary Bplrlt mani
fested Itself agreeably enough on tho
whole. She read certain chapters
from the Bible, finishing with the
story of David, a narrative that made
a deep impression upon Yancy, com
fortably seated In the doorway.
"You will all be here next Sunday,
won't you? and at the some hour?"
she said, rising.
There was a sudden clatter of
hoofs beyond the door. A man, well
dressod and well mounted had rid
den Into the yard. As Mrs. Ferris
como from the cabin he flung him
self out of the saddle and, hat In
hand, approached her.
"I am hunting a place called the
Barony; can you tell me If 1 am on
the right road?" he asked. He was a
man in the early thirties, graceful
and powerful or build, with a hand
somo face.
"It Is my husband you wish to seer
I am Mrs. Ferris."
"Then General Qulntard is dead?"
His tone was one of surprise.
"His death occurred over a year
ago, and my husband now owns the
Barony; were you a friend of tho gen
eral's?" "No, madam; he was my father's
friend, but I had hoped to meet him."
His manner was adroit and plausible.
"Will you ride on with us to tho
Barony and meet my husband, Mr.
?" sho paused.
"Murrell Captain Murrell. Thank
you; I should like to see the old
place. I should highly value tho priv
ilege," then his eyes rested on Mies
Malroy.
"Betty, let mo present Captain Mur
rell." The captain bowed, giving her a
glance of bold admiration.
By this time the children had strag
gled off Into the pine woods as si
lently as they had assembled; only
Yancy and Hannibal remained. Mrs.
Ferris turned to the former.
"If you will close the cabin door.
Mr. Yancy, everything will be ready
for next Sunday," she said, and moved
toward the horses, followed by Mur
rell. Betty Malroy lingered for a mo
ment at Hannibal's side.
"Good-by, little boy; you must ask
your Uncle Bob to bring you up to
the big house to see mo," and stoop
ing she kissed him. "Good-by, Mr,
Yancy."
CHAPTER III.
Trouble at 8cratch Hill.
Captain Murrell hod established
himself ut Balaam's Cross Koads. He
was supposed to be Interested In the
purchase of n plantation, and In com
pany with Crenshaw visited the nu
merous tracts of land which the mer
chant owned.
"Tho Barony would have suited
me," he told Bladen one day. They
bad Just returned from an excursion
into the country and were seated in
the lawyer's office.
"You say your father was a friend
of the old general's?" said Bladen.
"Years ago, In the north yes," an
swered Murrell.
Murrell regarded the lawyer in si
lence for a moment out of hlB deeply
sunk eyes.
"Too bad about the boy," he said
at length slowly.
"How do you mean. Captain V
asked Bladen.
"I mean It's a pity be has no one
except Yancy to look after him," said
Murrell; but Bladen showed no In
terest and Murrell went on: "Has
Yancy any legal claim on tho boy?"
"No, certainly not; the boy was
merely loft with Yancy because Cren
shaw didn't know what elso to do
with him."
"Get possession of him, and If I
don't buy land hero I'll take him west
with me," said Murrell quietly. "1
am willing to spend five hundred dol
lars on this if necessary."
"I'll have to think your proposi
tion ovor," said Bladon.
Tho Immediate result of this con
versation was that within twenty-four
hours a man driving two horses
hitched to a light buggy arrived at
Scratch Hill In quest of Bob Yancy,
whom bo found at dinner and to
whom ho delivered a letter. Mr.
Yancy was profoundly Impressed by
the attention, for holding tho letter
at arm'a length, he said:
"Well, sir, I've lived nigh on to
forty years, but I never got a piece
of writing boro' never, sir. People,
If they was closo by, spoke to me, It
at a dlstanco they hollered, but none
of 'em ovor wroto."
"What's your answer?" demanded
tho etrangor.
"You tell him ' I'll be monstrous
glad to talk it over with blm any tlmt
ho fancies to come out here."
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